Chapter 485 The Nightmare Secret and the Blood Pool of Reincarnation
"This is a private courtyard owned by the king in Tianfeng City. It's a little shabby. I hope Lord Chu won't dislike it."
"It's okay, express my gratitude to Lord Wei for me."
In a mansion somewhere in Tianfeng City, a middle-aged man who looked like an official introduced him respectfully. Wei Yun had already left with Wei Yinger, and sent this person over before leaving.
This house belongs to Wei Yun, so naturally it is not really shabby, but has a sense of luxury everywhere.
Accompanied by the middle-aged official, he toured the entire house before he cautiously said goodbye and left. Chu Feng didn't pay attention to this and only asked everyone to choose their own rooms and settle down for the time being.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Just when he was about to separate, Chu Feng suddenly stopped. Looking at Ai Nian who was a little distracted, he asked doubtfully.
"Ah! It's okay, I'm fine." Ai Nian was startled and quickly replied.
"This is not like you. If you have anything on your mind, you can tell me. As long as I can do it, I will definitely not refuse."
Chu Feng patted the other party's shoulder and then walked towards his room. He did not intend to ask further questions. If the other party was willing, he would naturally tell him.
Ai Nian looked at his disappearing back, not knowing what to say, and had mixed emotions for a moment.
…
late at night,
Chu Feng was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, but at this moment, he heard the sound of slight footsteps.
"Bang bang——"
"Come in." Chu Feng naturally knew who was coming and responded directly.
The door opened, and it was the two sisters Qingyue and Qingyu.
"Master, we are here to tell you about your identity."
"Don't be in a hurry. Speak slowly."
Chu Feng stretched out his hand and motioned for the two of them to sit down.
Hearing the still gentle voice of the master, Qingyue and the others were slightly relieved. After sitting down one after another, they began to tell the story in detail.
"Master, in fact, we come from the Xufeng tribe, one of the twelve tribes of the Nightmare tribe. We were also the preparatory saints of the Xufeng tribe."
"Every tribe will have a saint, and they are all unique. As preparers, if they don't succeed, they will have to die, and use their lives to commemorate the birth of a new generation of saints."
Chu Feng was startled. Hearing this, he probably guessed something. Thinking about it, the reason why Qingyue and the two left the Xufeng tribe must be because they didn't want to see their sisters die.
Sure enough, Qingyue continued,
"With the master's intelligence, I can naturally think of the reason. My sister and I were selected as preparatory saints at the same time. No matter what the final result is, one person will definitely die. This is something we don't want to see anyway. Therefore, in
By chance, we escaped."
"Then how do you become a slave of the human race?"
"We did it on purpose." Qingyue smiled bitterly and continued,
"In the final analysis, we are only existences at the bottom. We have not become true saints, and this will not change. With our strength alone, how can we really escape? There will always be a day when we are captured."
"Therefore, we deliberately traveled to the edge of the wilderness. It is very dangerous there, and we often encounter human slave-catching teams. Only by being captured by humans can we truly escape our original destiny."
"It's so."
Chu Feng nodded. If the other party chose this way, he would be willing to risk his life and survive. However, this road is not a good one. If he hadn't happened to be bought by Captain Zhou of the Yongfeng Escort Bureau, he might have just given it to him.
The fate of the two sisters was not much better.
"Master is different from other human races. You are like family to us, which is something we never thought of. To this day, we are all grateful for our original choice." At this point, the two daughters of Qingyue looked at him.
, showing unabashed admiration.
"What about your parents?"
"Master, I don't know, the Nightmare tribe has no parents."
"Don't have parents?" It was originally just a casual question, but I didn't expect to get such an answer. It was really puzzling.
"This is the biggest secret of the Nightmare clan. It is the most mysterious force in the human race, the sect. I'm afraid no one knows about it." Qingyue paused and suddenly asked,
"Master, have you ever thought about the origin of my Nightmare clan?"
"What do you mean?" Chu Feng was a little surprised. Isn't it another race living in the wilderness, similar to the existence of nomads in some worlds?
"In fact, the Nightmare Clan is the human race, another form of human race. But very few people know about this." Qingyue continued to explain without hesitation,
"The essence of the Nightmare race is actually the reincarnation of the souls of the deceased humans."
"..."
Such an answer was indeed a bit mysterious, and it could not help but arouse Chu Feng's curiosity. He did not make a sound, but quietly listened to Qingyue continue to talk.
"The wilderness is boundless, far beyond the imagination of the human race. The true ancestral land of the Nightmare clan is located in the very depths of the wilderness. It is not only far away, but also underground. Unless it is the real core, there is no way to find it.
Less than."
"The Nightmare tribe has twelve major tribes. Each tribe will have a mysterious reincarnation blood pool, which can automatically summon the souls of dead humans on the mainland. With the magical ability of the blood pool, they can be reincarnated into the Nightmare tribe. Therefore, on the mainland,
That’s why the Nightmare Clan has endless sayings…”
"Reincarnation, reincarnation?"
Chu Feng murmured to himself, never expecting that the birth of the Nightmare Clan actually originated from this. Doesn't that mean that the Nightmare Clan is actually a dead human race that was reborn with some special power?
"Then do you retain the memories of your previous life?"
"No, once you are reincarnated in a blood pool, you will lose all your memories and start everything over again. However, there are some records in some ancient classics of the Nightmare clan that seem to have the possibility of recovering your memories if a certain condition is met. I don't know.
Is it true or false?”
"Since there is a record, it is not groundless."
Chu Feng couldn't help but glance at the other party. These things were obviously the real secrets of the Nightmare tribe. The identity of the saint of the Nightmare tribe was definitely fake. Otherwise, how could he know so much?
"Master, will you forgive us?" Qingyue was a little worried. She had said everything. If she still couldn't be forgiven, she would really be in despair.
The other party's life and death depended on his thoughts, and now he chose to reveal the Nightmare clan's secrets, which showed his loyalty. There was no way he could blame the other party for this.
"Stop thinking so wildly, go down and rest peacefully."
Chu Feng's expression was kind and his tone was equally gentle, which immediately made Qingyue and the two of them feel at ease. Then they stood up excitedly, bowed respectfully, and then slowly retreated.
Chu Feng was the only one left in the room. Thinking about the secrets revealed by Qingyue, he couldn't help but feel moved. The twelve mysterious blood pools with similar reincarnation abilities are really curious. If you have the chance in the future, you can go and see them.
Take a look and you might find something to gain.
Moreover, if the dead souls of the human race are all reincarnated into the nightmare race, then how did the human race come about? It can't be born out of thin air, right? And the nightmare race, what happens after their death, and what will become of their souls?
All of this is like a fog and cannot be explained clearly.
Of course, such thoughts only dissipated for a moment. Now he just wants to find a way to leave this world as soon as possible. As for the rest, let nature take its course.
"It's been nearly a year since he disappeared. I don't know how Ling'er is doing, and what's going on in the inner world?"
He sighed inexplicably, then suppressed these complicated thoughts, closed his eyes again and fell into the comprehension of the exercises.
He has been meditating on the Art of Forgetting Love for a long time. Although he didn't feel any obvious changes, he had a strange intuition in his heart. This art seemed to be extremely important to him. If he didn't understand it thoroughly, he would definitely be in trouble.
I will regret it too late.
…
Time flies, and months pass in the blink of an eye.
During this period of time, Chu Feng had stayed in Tianfeng City and never left. He even rarely went out of his house and spent every day in seclusion to meditate on the exercises.
Just as he thought, due to Jin Kaiyang's death, in Yunhuang Kingdom at this time, the forces headed by the Jinyue Merchant Alliance and the forces headed by the Yongfeng Escort Bureau started a fierce overt and covert struggle.
Of course, Jin Kaiyang was just an excuse, but more of a conflict of interests between the two forces. For countless years, there was not really no friction between these forces, it was just accumulated little by little, and now it happened to explode.
This battle has been going on, attracting the attention of the entire Western Continent. As for Chu Feng, it seems as if he does not exist and does not attract much attention.
Of course, except for some special people and special forces.
The head of Yongfeng Escort Bureau, Emperor Yunhuang, and Shang Zong were all extremely curious about him. However, these people either had concerns or were waiting and watching, but in short they did not take any action. This made Chu Feng feel at ease.
In a boudoir somewhere,
Ai Nian stood in front of the window, looking at the clear sky outside in silence.
"Maybe I'm overthinking it?"
Suddenly, his expression suddenly became certain, as if he had finally made up his mind.
A wilderness, somewhere deep underground, a hidden place.
The bloody light suddenly lit up, and a beautiful figure slowly walked out.
"Where did the madman come from? He broke into the Holy Land of Blood Pond and died!"
A sharp shout rang out from the darkness, and immediately after, dense attacks swept in from all directions, clearly aiming to kill the person in an instant.
"presumptuous--"
The woman did not panic at all, but instead snorted coldly, bursts of blood, and all the attacks were completely swallowed up by the blood like melting ice and snow.
"How is it possible? You...who are you?"
An old figure walked out of the darkness, looking at the woman standing quietly on the edge of the blood pool, her expression full of awe. The attack just now was not weak, even if the high priest of the clan encountered it, it would not be unscathed.
However, he did not expect that he would be easily resolved by this mysterious woman, as simple as waving her hand. Such strength was far beyond his imagination.
The woman gave the other party a cold look, but did not answer. One of her arms suddenly raised, a white light flashed in her palm, and a bloody mouth about an inch long appeared.
"You...you are brave, don't mess around." The old man couldn't see the other party's plan, and he didn't care about being afraid, so he stopped him loudly.
"scratching"
A cold light flashed in the woman's eyes, and the old man showed no signs at all. As if he was hit by some huge force, he screamed and flew backwards into the darkness instantly.
"Lao Qian——"
The old man was not the only one around. When they saw this scene, they all screamed and gathered around him.
"I...I'm fine. You must not be reckless and offend the seniors." Zhuan Laoqiang endured the severe pain in his body and consoled him in time. He already understood in his heart that this woman was too strong and was not something they could deal with. Not only that.
In this case, not even the high priest can do it.
In this case, you must not harm the other party, otherwise there will be disaster.
"This meeting will help you understand the current situation."
With a sneer, at this moment, a drop of crystal clear blood flowed out from the woman's palm, dripping towards the blood pool.
Miraculously, just a drop of blood caused the entire blood pool to suddenly boil, with the potential to explode.
"You will choose the person in charge and gather at the main temple in half a day."
Leaving only a cold command, the woman did not stay any longer and disappeared again without a trace in a flash of blood.
The First Tribe, the Second Tribe, the Third Tribe, and the Blood Pond Holy Land among the three major tribes in the entire Western Continent, all had the same thing happening, and an undercurrent surged for a while.
Half a day later, in the main temple of the Nightmare clan.
Different from ordinary temples, the atmosphere here is extremely strange and somewhat eerie.
There are actually two strange statues enshrined in the center. One is a male, holding a huge black flag, with an ugly appearance, describing a monster; the other is a female, with an enchanting figure, full of infinite charm. At its feet is a
A twelve-grade bloody lotus flower.
The woman couldn't help but have a glint of satisfaction flash in her eyes as she looked at the senior members of the Nightmare Clan who came in a hurry and looked respectful.
Of course, it was not like this at the beginning. In addition to those who guarded the blood pool, there were many priests in the main temple. They were all used to being aloof, so how could they give in so easily?
Unfortunately, the arm could not twist the thigh, and after being repaired, everyone finally accepted the reality. This woman looked like a fairy, but she was a real demon, which was too terrifying.
"The fairy summoned us with such great fanfare, but what are your instructions? I promise that as long as I can do it, I will go through fire and water."
The speaker was a middle-aged man with a cold and stern appearance. He was also the high priest of the Nightmare clan and the most powerful being. However, the other party's attitude at this time was extremely respectful, as if he was a slave waiting for orders.
The other priests in the temple couldn't help but secretly sigh, they were embarrassing the high priest, and they didn't know how many sins he had just suffered to make him behave like this.
"I have come to see you because there is a mission. However, before that, I must give you some opportunities." The woman paused and then said,
"Do you want to break through the current realm and reach a higher level?"
"A higher level!"
Suddenly, there were bursts of rapid breathing in the hall. For priests, how to obtain powerful power is their lifelong pursuit. To this end, they even choose to use evil methods such as sacrificing souls at any cost.
However, not all souls can be sacrificed. Only souls that are extremely pure and have extremely high potential can truly please the gods and obtain rewards.
Nowadays, how can we remain indifferent when we hear that we can break through to a higher realm? After all, the original method is too difficult and it all depends on luck. Who wouldn’t want to take a shortcut if there is one.
The woman in front of them is very mysterious, and she is not likely to talk nonsense. Moreover, they have already communicated in private, and they also know some of the things the woman has done before. Just a drop of blood can cause a riot in the blood pool, which shows how terrifying the strength is.
The woman was very satisfied with everyone's performance, so she continued:
"The three reincarnated blood pools in the Western Wilderness have been integrated into my bloodline. As long as any Nightmare life enters and can persist without dying, it will definitely break through the original realm and greatly increase its strength. Of course, if it cannot persist, it will
He will die instantly and his body will turn into nothing."
"This...is actually like this!"
I have to say that this result surprised everyone. As long as you can survive the baptism of the blood pool, you can improve your realm. Is there any more attractive opportunity than this?
As for danger or any conspiracy, everyone present dismissed it. They were not human beings and had no such concerns at all.
In their inherent concept, if you want to get anything, you must pay a corresponding price. This is common sense.
Strength is what they long for throughout their lives. In other words, as long as they can obtain strength, they will not hesitate to sell themselves to the devil.